Showing posts with label romantic comedy. Show all posts
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Sunday, July 13, 2014

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“This is ridiculous, Mother.” I felt like we were in a bad sitcom. “You said you wanted to talk to me ‘girl-to- girl.’ Now, unless you’ve taken your cue from endless episodes of some program on the Lifetime Channel, something is up. Spill!”

She dabbed at her mouth delicately with her napkin—private Catholic girls’ school training had not been wasted on Maeve Graham—then cleared her throat and dropped a bomb on me.

“Keira, I’ve been dating a nice gentleman, and it’s becoming serious.”

I was dumbstruck.

“Keira? ... Keira! Say something!”

I paused. I wanted to make sure that just exactly 
the right mature, calm words would come out of my mouth. Then I spoke.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME? HOW CAN YOU BE- COME SERIOUS WITH SOMEONE? DADDY HASN’T BEEN DEAD ALL THAT LONG. I FORBID IT!”

Um. Perhaps not so mature.

“You forbid it?” To my mother’s credit, she was very calm.

I mentally stepped back. After all, I had gone to private Catholic girls’ school as well. I could be ladylike.

“NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!”

Oh. Yes. That was soooo much better.

My mother cleared her throat.

“Keira! Listen to yourself. You sound like you are 
five years old.”

“I do not!”

Just kept getting worse! I jumped off the stool and ran to the window and looked out across the back grounds. That didn’t help. All I saw were the stables. Daddy’s stables. I whipped around.


“Mother,” I started patiently. “Who? What? Why?” I trailed off.

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10 Fun Facts About Author Barbara Oliverio


1. I was never a cheerleader, but I was a cheerleader coach when I was a high school teacher.

2. I refuse to eat anything that is made or garnished with cilantro.

3. I have an irrational fear of volcanoes even though I grew up in a state with no volcanoes.

4. I'm oddly addicted to any pageant on TV -- including dog shows.

5. My favorite TV shows are Downton Abbey, Game of Thrones, and Dancing with the Stars.

6. I know more about football than many men I know. (P.S. Go Steelers!)

7. I have never been able to master the hula hoop.

8. I'm killer at trivia. I once won a trivia contest about Canada -- while competing against Canadians.

9. My favorite book from childhood was Heidi -- and I still love to read it  today.

10. My parents were both Italian immigrants and I learned to speak Italian before English. The last common English word I learned was colander (scolapasta in Italian), which I still occasionally say in Italian to this day.

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Sunday, March 2, 2014

Deleted Scene From Holding Her Close by Allyson Lindt, & a Giveaway

First Loves and How They Met

Rae and Zach have lived in my head longer than almost any other character, and as a result I have a good idea of about 90% of their backstory. At one point, I even thought their tale would be told in a young adult universe.

I never got very far with that venture, but I did write out the day they actually met. 

Deleted Scene

Rae stuffed her books in her locker, grabbed the brown paper bag with her lunch in it, and let the wave of students wash her down the stairs and towards the cafeteria. Before she reached the common area, a glance through a side door replaced her irritation with a smile. She peeled away from the throng and made a beeline for the empty spot under a tree at the edge of the lawn.

She rested her back against the trunk and stretched her legs out. The sun was high enough that the warmth hit her feet, but the branches canopied out to shade the rest of her.

“Excuse me,” a male voice interrupted.

She looked up to find a pair of steel blue eyes watching her, and heat flooded her cheeks.

“It’s Rae, right?” he asked

She nodded, and pulled her knees to her chest.

“I’m Zach. We kind of, but not really, met at registration.”

She nodded again. She recognized the blond hair that just brushed his ears, and the clothes that looked like they cost more than her entire wardrobe and hung nicely off his frame.

“You’ve got one of the best spots out here, and I was wondering if maybe I could share it with you?” He asked.

She nodded a third time and scooted aside to make room.

“Are you sure?” He sat across from her. “I mean, if you’d rather be alone…”

“You’re fine.” She cringed inwardly at the feathery whisper of her voice.

He grinned. “So you do talk. I was starting to worry you didn’t like me.”

She swallowed and forced the breathiness from her voice. “It’s not that. I’m just shy.”

He stretched his legs out until they rested parallel to hers. “I saw you with your friends, you’re not shy.”

He was so at ease, why couldn’t she do that? “Not with them, I know them.”

“So now you know me too.”

He made it sound so simple. Her mouth twisted in exasperation. “It’s not the same.”

“Why not?”

“I’ve known them for a long time,” she explained. “If I say something stupid in front of them, they expect it. If I say something in front of you, and you don’t know what to make of it, then I have to eat lunch alone.”

His face scrunched up in thought, and then he looked at her again. “And if you don’t say anything, I’ll leave anyway.”

“But at least then I won’t spend the rest of my high school career wondering if it was something I said.” What was she doing? This had to rank near the top of saying embarrassing things.

Her self-consciousness floated away when he laughed. A genuine, clear sound. “You’re doing fine so far,” he assured her. “Don’t worry so much.”

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Blurb

When heartbreak and betrayal define a billionaire playboy’s past, the last thing he needs is to fall for the one woman who can save his company. See how it all started in the prequel to Allyson Lindt’s Bits & Bytes series. Holding Her Close is a sexy, contemporary romance about first loves and second chances.

Zach is haunted by ex-girlfriends. The day his fiancĂ©e dumped him she also sold her shares of his multi-billion dollar corporation. On top of that, that girl who broke his heart in high school – the only woman he’s never been able to forget – is back in his life. She’s filling his business partner’s head with delusions of recovering from the hostile takeover, and haunting his most vivid fantasies. But he’s got a plan to solve half the problem: one night together and they can put the past behind them.

It’s been years since Rae talked to her high school sweetheart. But running in the same circles –her best friend is his business partner – has caught up to her. Rae is seeing Zach everywhere, including her explicit, rampant imagination. When he proposes a single night together for closure, she hopes it will be just what she needs to move on.

The past and the present intertwine as “Just this once” becomes “Just one more time.” Especially when Rae discovers the solution to Zach’s business problems. Can he trust her enough to risk his heart and livelihood a second time, or will experience convince him to walk away from everything?

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Deleted Scene from Conflict of Interest by Allyson Lindt, & a Giveaway!

No one really knows this, but when I first started writing Conflict of Interest, it was called Latte Liaisons because a lot of it took place in coffee shops. Through edits and plotting and rewriting, both title and settings changed.

In the published version, this became a much hotter scene on an abandoned beach. However, the exchange between the characters in this original version still holds a happy place in my memories. In this case, Kenzie has just started working as Scott’s publicity manager, and is trying to teach him things like how to behave at formal dinners.

Deleted Scene


Scott listened intently, fighting every single yawn that tried to force itself out as he let her lecture him on etiquette. Please, please let him make it through the next few months of this. At least watching her lips move, the confidence in her blue eyes, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she got into something, was a pleasant distraction.

Kenzie said something else, he wasn’t sure what, and caught her bottom lip between her teeth. He wouldn’t mind doing that. What would she do if he leaned across the table and kissed her? Freak out most likely. But she hadn’t seemed to mind the other day. It was probably a good thing she’d made it so clear that was in the past, otherwise he might be tempted to ask her again.

Hell, he was still tempted.

“Scott.” Irritation punctuated every consonant as she said his name.

He blinked, and realized she was waiting for him to do something. “I’m sorry, come again?”

She glared at him. “You’re not listening.”

“I’m trying.” He needed to backpedal, she looked pissed.

“You’re not.”

Shit, she was pouting. He forced his hands to stay on the table, instead of reaching over and running his thumb over her lower lip. What was wrong with him? He never had this kind of trouble around women. A pretty face was the same as any other as far as he was concerned. “”I really am.” He poured sincerity into his reassurance. “It’s just so much to absorb.” Or it had been the first time he’d heard it, two decades ago. “I guess I’m going to be a slow student.”

Her chest rose and fell as she exhaled, and he forced his gaze away from the movement.


“All right.” She relented. “We’ll take it slower. One meeting at a time.”

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Blurb

Kenzie propositions a sexy stranger in a coffee shop to prove to herself she’s capable of taking a risk. She doesn’t expect him to be sitting across from her the following Monday as her newest client. Even worse, she can’t stop thinking about what might have happened between them on a personal level if it weren’t for their professional relationship. He knows how to push her buttons, and she doesn’t want him to stop.

Scott has built his software company from the ground up to escape things like stuffy old men telling him how to behave, so he loathes his board of directors ordering him to make the public forget he doesn’t have a verbal filter. When his new publicity manager is the almost-fling he never expected to see again, he seizes the opportunity to have fun and still pretend he’s complying with the board’s edict.

Giving in to desire could mean both their jobs, but each “one last time” always leads to another. Now they have to decide what they’re willing to sacrifice to indulge this conflict of interest.

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Allyson Lindt is a full-time geek and a fuller-time contemporary romance author. She prefers that her geeky heroes come with the alpha expansion pack and adores a heroine who can hold her own in a boardroom. She loves a sexy happily-ever-after and helping deserving cubicle dwellers find their futures together.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Gays in the Military, Get Used to it!


Good afternoon!

Times are finally changing in the armed forces here in the good ol’ US of A and it’s about time too. With the abolishment of DADT, finally a gay soldier, male or female can serve openly without fear of getting kicked out. Took ya’ long enough Washington, but hey who’s counting?

Anyway, when you look at the statistics about just how long it took the land of the free and home of the brave to finally get rid of one of the most stupidest laws known to man, you have to think what the fu*k were the powers that be thinking? Now, that’s not to say other countries were that much better.

According to the Wikipedia article on Gays in the Military countries like Albania and Argentina, just lifted their bans over the past two or three years while in Australia, they allowed gays and lesbians to serve openly in 1992. Since 2009 they have the same access to military pensions as opposite sex couples. A part of the article also notes “military officials haven’t seen any negative effects on lifting the ban” and actually saw it as a contribution to “improving productivity and work environments for service members.”  Well, duh, why wouldn’t it. Before I get all Michael Mandrake on you let me add this; wouldn’t you as a gay person feel a little better if your job supported you and didn’t try to kick you out because of your sexual orientation?

Good grief!

I mean, really? That seems like a no brainer to me but what do I know? I’m just a muse. *shrugs*

You can go in there and read the statistics yourself but when I just browsed through the countries, I can see our country is way behind when it came to this issue. Let me jump on my soapbox again. In my opinion, why would my orientation affect the job I’m doing any more than a heterosexual man or woman? They can have the hots for the officer and get in trouble for “fraternizing” just like I can so why threaten me just because I’m a gay or a lesbian? What the fu*k? Whose stupid idea was this anyway? I guess it just makes too much sense, right?

And don’t get me started on any other gay rights issues because then I’ll be here all night. Still, it’s about damn time that Obama and the rest saw the need to get rid of this crazy assed law. Will it stop the discrimination? Most likely not. Will it help the morale? I think it will.

Shar actually has a family member in the military and when she last spoke to him before the ban was lifted he said it’s a non issue to him. “As long as you do your job, I don’t care of your gay or straight.” What a smart young man. Why can’t more be like him?

Hope you enjoyed my little rant. Here is another excerpt from my latest, You Don't Ask We Don't Tell

Cody got the call from Justin that he’d pick him up to bring him to MEPS to make the trip to Fort Jackson in South Carolina. There, he would join Captain Morris Dunst’s platoon company 9669, which unbeknownst to him would be his safe haven.
He said farewell to his parents, giving his mom the biggest hug and kiss. Dad only got a handshake and in actuality, he barely wanted to give him that. Young McCayne was still seething from their last argument and even though the man was happy about his decision he couldn’t really forget the anger.
He jumped in the car with Justin who at the moment was riding in an army vehicle. It looked real sleek but the army insignia on the side gave it away.
“Hey.” Cody strapped himself in and tried not to be so nervous. The moment his blue orbs met the azure blues of Justin Belvidere, he felt the tightness in his crotch and his mouth went dry like the Sahara desert. Cody grabbed onto his own legs and looked through the windshield.
Justin chuckled, “Hiya soldier. You ready to talk?”
“Um-”
No
“Yeah, but I told ya’ pretty much everything you wanted to know.”
“No you didn’t.” Justin placed his sunglasses on his nose and adjusted his mirror.
Fuck, you are so hot. Shit, focus Cody
“I did,” he giggled nervously. He could feel his palms sweating as well as his brow. “There really isn’t much more to tell.”
Justin turned the car out onto the main road. “Yeah there is and you’re hiding it but-” Justin stopped at the light. “I’m gon get it outta ya’ before we get to Fort Jackson, I promise you that. Oh yeah, and by the way, there’s been a change of plans.”
Change? What change?
“Oh yeah, and uh-” Cody squirmed in the passenger seat since he felt himself getting harder by the minute. “What would that be?”
“Oh, just that we’ll be drivin’ alone down there, soldier,” he laughed. “I told ya’, I’m gon get you to speak with me about whatever is goin’ on in that head of yours. You got me?”
Cody leaned back against the headrest. Just what he fucking needed; to be all alone in the car with the man who made his dick stand at attention.
“Uh huh, I got ya.” The new recruit placed his hand on his forehead. How on earth would he be able to get through this nearly four hour drive without touching him?
No question Cody had the hots for more men than just Dari. This was a deep seated feeling, not curiosities but a desire that couldn’t be extinguished.
There just has to be a way!
Justin glanced over at his passenger. “Hey!” He slapped his arm. “You okay?”
“Um, yeah, I-”
“You don’t get car sick do ya’ soldier? Because if you do, you gotta tell me now so we can go on and ride that bus. I can’t have ya’ pukin’ in the government car.”
“No, no,” Cody straightened in the seat. “It ain’t that.” He wiped the small amounts of perspiration from his skin. “I, okay, Justin, there is somethin’ I have to say but…” He bit his lip. Please just promise me you won’t say anything to anyone. You’re the only person other than my family and a couple of friends that know this. You might be the only one that can help me.”
“Alright.” Justin pushed one of the buttons on his wheel. “Soldier’s honor, my man. Shoot.”
IcantdothisIcantdothis.
Cody looked down at his own feet and exhaled. He closed his eyes. “Justin, I think I might like men, you know, sexually.”
Justin only nodded and smiled at him. “And? Is that all?”
Cody raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean? That’s like ruinin’ my life, ain’t it? I’m like a fuckin’ leper in my town. No one likes me and my dad calls me a cocksucker.”
“So you gonna let what other people think about you shape you, man?”
“Naw but-”
“Sure sounds like it, soldier. They don’t have anything to do with your life, man. You’re grown. How you live it is your choice.”

You Dont Ask We Don't Tell - Out Now M/M PG excerpt

Ready for some more Snark? Well, my latest book is the first in the series, You Don't Ask We Don't Tell. Book one is Basic Training. 


Now, I've taken a little heat for the language as well as the information in the book. I researched some about the armed forces to make it as close to correct about regular policies however, I did bend the rules with some things to make it more fun. Yes it's a drama but it's also supposed to be a comedy. The country hick twang was added to make you laugh even on this very serious topic about  a young man who is looking to shed his "gayness." Hope you'll check it out. I love this book and hope to get book two done soon. 



BLMorticia with her snarky series about a man looking to shed his "gayness" The Army's the place to get right, right? Think again!

Overall Blurb

A gay curious young man whose fell over the fence more than a couple of times is seeking the armed forces to become more of a straight man under the duress of his family. He leaves behind his on and off again lover, Dari Kirk.

At the local recruiter’s office, he meets Corporal Justin Belvidere who can tell he’s hiding something. Running away from something he needs. He knows just what training facility to send him to. The one part of the army that everyone knows to be one of the finest and most upstanding platoons in the armed forces but they have hidden secrets.

Captain Morris Dunst runs Army company 9669. A proud group of men known for their tenacity, wit, and strength. He’s produced some of the best soldiers in his ten year tenure, teaching them how to be real men.

That take it all like men.

Cody is unaware he’s stepped into the platoon that makes the gay man realize his true potential as a well adjusted uncloseted male in the homophobic society. Morrie makes sure of that along with his right hand man and boyfriend, Lieutenant Darios Bright.

Cody will walk out of company 9669 with a new outlook and respect for his newfound manhood. The men in the platoon will see to it.

All information in the book about army life is factual while the company itself is all fiction as well as the characters. Its intent is to be humorous while showing the growing pains of a young man as he learns how to accept his homosexuality and the relationship with his lover without fear.

Right afterwards, there was more waiting before he’d get to be seen by the doctor. The impatience grew in him as he sat with about twenty other potential cadets, watching reruns of Maury Povich and tapping their fingers on their kneecaps.
All of them he didn’t know. He guessed they must’ve been from neighboring counties or Southern Carolina, since his family rarely did any traveling outside of their general area.
In a way, he wished he did. Having a pal or at least someone he would’ve known might’ve made this transition into the armed forces easier to swallow. Although he’d made up his mind a week ago it still scared him shitless about what was to come.
Am I making the right decision?
He sat in the chair, thinking about it very hard. His main questions were what if he didn’t like it? What if the drill sergeant was more of an asshole and he wouldn’t want to complete it. He’d be stuck, right?
Cody wished he knew someone that would answer all these questions for him now, but at the moment, he felt the only person that could was-
He looked up from the floor when he saw the shiny black shoes in front of him.
Slowly, he bent his head upwards as his eyes roamed the legs, the crotch.
Damn. Looks great from this angle.
The flat stomach, the strong chest that supported a crisp shirt and a black necktie. His medals on his right breast and lastly but definitely not least, the clean shaven tanned skin with slim lips, a perfect nose, and piercing blue eyes.
Cody gulped hard as he stared into the pretty face of Sergeant Justin Belvidere. “Hey McCayne.”
The feelings of lust ran over him. He wished he could tug at his bulging crotch since it ached and strained against his jeans. The young recruit moistened his lips. He took a short whiff of the scents coming from Justin. A mix of expensive cologne and coffee. “Hello, um, Sergeant Belvidere?”
He pretended not to remember his name but of course he did. How could he forget this hunk that saw him at the recruiters office just seven days ago?
“Yep, hiya doin’ soldier? You got any questions?”
Oh fuck yes I do. 
Cody gripped his own kneecap and bit his lip. Right this moment, he wanted to jump into the Sergeant’s arms and tell him yes. Not to mention, he wouldn’t mind giving the officer all he could handle.
No he didn’t go that way. This was an all American soldier who only liked women.
For just that second, McCayne wished he knew what his girl looked like.
He stood up. “I do, Sir. I appreciate you taking the time to talk with me.” The brunette grasped onto his papers a little tighter.
Justin shifted his weight on one foot. “I really should have given you a call after the initial meeting. Still, you had my card too and could’ve phoned me. I wouldn’t a minded.”
“I- um.” Cody looked away a moment. He felt so nervous standing in front of this man. Belvidere didn’t look all that menacing but the fact Cody wanted to jump his bones didn’t help either.
“I didn’t wanna bother you but since you insist, I’ll take you up on the offer.”
Justin nodded, “Okay then. Why don’t we step into one of the offices over here and we can talk further, hmm?” Justin waived his hand to the left and motioned for Cody to walk ahead of him.
The young recruit did just as he was asked. He could feel the surge of energy in his groin, betraying him, telling him he wanted Justin Belvidere in the worst way.
I only like Dari.
Apparently that wasn’t true. He liked more than just Dari who was now with Greg.
How would he hide his true feelings from this hot man?
McCayne wasn’t sure but he knew he had to. He just couldn’t let on to the recruiter he was gay.
Cody wanted to “get right’ and this wouldn’t be the right way to start the transition process. 





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Sneak Peek at ML2! PG Excerpt

Alrighty then! Hope you enjoyed the except from My Lieutenant. How about a little sneak peek into part two? Of course it's unedited and I need to get it in soon.

This time, the Lieutenant is fully in charge and looking to settle down with Nathan completely.


Nathan Ellerby and Lt. Bryant Duncan are at it again. This time, the story shifts from Nathan to Bryant who’s looking to solidify his relationship with his favorite artist. The Lieutenant wants to take Nathan everywhere. To visit his naval friends, his parents who still aren’t happy about his decision to come out, as well as his best friends Mike’s bachelor party. Bryant refuses to hide his man from the masses and despite his man’s insistence on the unimportance of the matter, Bryant pushes on.

Bryant also wants to continue to press about the move to New Orleans where a beautiful garden home awaits this loving couple. This is the love story, told from Bryant’s POV. Less snarky but still humorous in a BL kind of way. She’ll have to channel Michael Mandrake a little to stay in character but of course, she’ll add her touch.

Another light hearted interracial romance with a little mischief, fun, and hot sex!

Life is really like a box of chocolates! – My favorite quote from the Forrest Gump movie other than the one about running!
Throughout my life, I’d consider myself as a pretty lucky man, or as the new guy in my life would say a lucky son of a bitch. Yeah, he says that without batting an eyelash. He can be so vulgar at times but I love him more than anything.
First off, why am I fortunate? Well, I was able to serve in the US Navy and make it through without killing anyone. The homophobia in the ranks was unbelievable with many officers and fellow soldiers using the faggot term very loosely. For the most part, I kept a low profile but there were plenty of times I wanted to jump out and tell them about themselves but due to my rank and class, First Lieutenant, I had to keep my mouth shut. No one would accept me if I came out and with the threat of DADT looming, I couldn’t risk making that admission.
Besides that, I carried on the appearance of being a happily married man; a lovely trophy wife at home who wrote romances for a living and no kids to worry about. Money in the bank, a gorgeous home in New York State with a two car garage and she owned a place in New Orleans that she used for her backdrops in stories, the so called inspiration. Turns out she liked to bring out the “entertainment” for her stories to life. So while I was away, she slept with random men and even a few women. Due to both of us wanting this faux commitment to be over, we agreed to split everything and so she wouldn’t owe me anything more, she decided to give up her house of pleasure to me in the settlement.
Cool right?
I certainly thought so and that brings me to now. My string of luck still hasn’t run out. I do a good deed and meet the man of my dreams, my lover, my soul mate, my Nathan. Nathan Ellerby, artist, intellectual, and all around smart ass with the foulest mouth. Despite all this, I love him with all my heart. When we’re together, I feel complete. The worries about coming out as a gay man aren’t an issue, knowing I’ve got such a strong and beautiful man on my side.
No more am I tormented by being in the closet and hiding who I really am. I’m comfortable with myself, I love myself, and I love Nathan. Period.
Whoever asks me I make sure I tell them of my lover without hesitation. Why? Because I’m proud, even more so than when I was in the Navy serving my country. I’m a gay man who’s seen the light at the end of the tunnel and damnit I’m comin’ outta there with my guns a blazin’. No one will make me feel bad about my decision.
I know I’ve made the right choice to step completely over that fence because on the other side, awaited Nathan Ellerby, my lover, forever more.
Till death do us part means something this time and I haven’t had the wedding or put a ring on his finger.
Life is damn good!



Debut Release My Lieutenant M/M R Excerpt

Now here is my first release from Rebel! My Lieutenant, an m/m romantic comedy about a soldier just retired from the Navy who's looking to come out. He finds his potential man in the goofiest way and spends most of the book trying to convince him to be his full time lover.


Nathan is no pushover. He doesn't want to deal with men who've just come out the closet but the Lieutenant is too delicious to ignore.



Official Blurb: Nathan Ellerby's apartment has been ransacked by his ex who didn't like the fact Nathan dumped him. Trouncing through the debris uttering a string of obscenities, Nathan's shocked to see Lieutenant Bryant Duncan at his door claiming he's already caught the offender. Sensing an instant connection, when Nathan finds out Bryant's divorced and he's straddling the fence between being gay or bisexual, Nathan finds himself in a quandary.

 Although the Lieutenant does everything in his power to prove to Nathan he's worthy, Nathan is afraid to lower his defenses which leaves both men wondering if Nathan will allow love into his life even through his doubts.

“Nathan…” he called my name, taking my hand inside his. “Can’t you let me in? Stop building that wall between us. I want this Nathan Ellerby. Give me a chance.” Bryant took his free hand, running his fingers through my long hair.

I moved my head slightly to look into those dark, brown irises again. We leaned into each other, and within moments, my lips were on top of his. His hands roamed my skin, pinching, teasing my nipples. They became taut under his touch. From there, one hand moved to my crotch. My cock immediately took notice. I reached out to him and he continued fondling me. I slipped my hand to the space between his legs. “Damn Lieutenant,” I growled rubbing his erection through his pants.

“Hmm?” Bryant smiled, combing my long strands.

I moved in closer, rubbing my head against his chin. His breaths turned into pants. I swore I could feel myself spurting again.

Both of us were breathing heavily, staring at one another with our hands on each others’ cocks.

“No wonder you were in command. You really know how to strategize don’t you?” I began helping him take off his fitted tee shirt. Once I had it off, I moved closer, licking around the edge of his nipple before biting it.

“Oohhh…yes,” he exhaled. I continued going down the center of his chest to his navel. “I was…pretty good at it, too. My attack methods weren’t so bad either.” Lightly, he pushed me to sit upright so he could unzip his slacks. He slipped them from his waist before reaching down, pulling them off his ankles.

Fuck!

Once again, my mouth felt like the desert. He was truly breathtaking. His body was like the sculptures I’d admired in some famous art galleries. I gasped at the sight of his erection, enjoying the steady amount of precum, dripping from the tip. His manly musk was intoxicating. I was falling under his spell. I moved closer to him, opening my mouth to take a sample but he stopped me, shoving me back on the couch.

I lay back, pulling my tee shirt over my head. He slid my trousers off my waist. With every spot he uncovered, he planted a kiss on my flesh. My nipples and cock stiffened even more. My body was on fire and the pain from my erection was more apparent. I tossed my shirt aside and Bryant yanked my denims away, dropping them to the floor.

“Oooh Goooddd…Bryannnttt…” I moaned, gripping the back of his neck. He rubbed his body against mine, pressing our cocks together, jerking them repeatedly.

“Nathan…damn, you feel so good.” He stopped promptly before moving upwards, hovering over my body. Bryant pressed his lips on top of mine. His tongue settled in my mouth, laying it down for the count.

“Bryant, yes.” I wanted him inside me in the worst way but I knew it wasn’t a great idea. I would settle for a more heated groping session and maybe…

Before I could really think, he moved downward, resting his head between my legs. His luscious lips were around the top of my cock. Bryant’s tongue played with the foreskin, licking the pre-passion juice.

“Bryant…” I kept whispering his name while forcing him into my crotch. He eagerly took my dick between his lips. It wasn’t perfect. I felt his teeth on my skin, but it made it more pleasurable. Not bad for an amateur. “Oohh shiiiittt…”

“Mhmm…” he groaned. Bryant sucked harder, fondling my balls.

My balls drew up against my body while all the fine hairs on my arms and legs were standing on end. I wasn’t ready to cum. I pulled on his shoulders, signaling him to stop. “Bryannt, please…”

He looked up at me before taking my lips again. “Nathan, I been waiting for this.”

I had too but I wasn’t ready to go fully into sex just yet. I only wanted some of the pleasure to happen now so when we knew each another better, the actual act would be much hotter. I’d see just how much he cared about being with me. Was he in a rush to have sex or did he really have the intentions on being my man?

Was that cheating? Yes? Dirty? Absolutely. Especially since he seemed more than hot for me at this point, but so was I. I was horny as hell and here I was turning down a chance for him to take me to bed just because I wanted him to prove how much he liked me. Sick, huh?

I took his chin in my hands. “I know, but…let’s just do this for now, hmm?”

Bryant sighed, covering my lips with his before reaching in between us, grabbing both our shafts again. He massaged them together, invoking moans from both of us.

I gripped onto his back. “Bryant, damn…”

He stopped a minute, gazing into my eyes. “God I want you but I’ll go along with what you want until you give in.” Bryant kissed me with fervor, jerking our cocks at a faster pace.  

I closed my eyes, leaning back against the cushions while digging my nails into his back. He thrust into me as if we were fucking. The smells of our lovemaking and cologne filled the air.

As the juices boiled in my groin, I wondered about what I’d said. Had I made the right decision? In my heart I knew I had but my brain and manhood said something different. Bryant was working as hard as he could to get me to change my mind and although I was almost ready to tell him to carry me to my bedroom I held fast, allowing myself to be lost in the ecstasy but not rethinking my position.

After we’d come with a fury, I couldn’t stop what came next. The cuddling, the kissing. Stuff I usually didn’t want to do, but with Bryant, it was so different. I did desire all that from him and of course, he fulfilled my request.

We were still on my couch, making small talk and eyes at one another. He really seemed interested in being mine, but of course I needed more than just sweet conversation and romance. 

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